Chapter 360: Tomorrow Begins (Page 1/1)

The elderly are always spoiled by their children, and they may be ruthless in disciplining their children, but they are reluctant to say a cruel word to their next generation.

Two big and one small are having fun playing in the playground, although Shu Qiang has just recovered from a serious illness, but the previous sportsmanship and physical fitness are there, and he is still good at shooting and challenging games.

"Grandpa didn't lie to Xuanxuan, it's really grandpa who came, all the rules have changed, you can get teddy bears if you hit all the boards, you can get the grand prize if you shoot all the archery, grandpa is so good. The little one was holding the toy in his arms and was happy to close his mouth.

Shu Qiang is also happy, as long as his granddaughter is happy, he is happy, especially when he gets the praise of his granddaughter, which is sweeter than eating honey.

The most rare thing is that Han Jun is also happy at this moment, because just now he got a sensor lamp for his granddaughter in the remote control robot trial competition in the science and technology park.

Han Mo had bought similar toys for the little guy before, but the child was a little small and didn't play much, Han Jun stayed at home and had nothing to do, and he played with the robot as a thief, although it was not exactly the same as the one in the science and technology museum, but it was also the same.

Han Moai's strong hands-on ability is also inherited from Han Jun, so the old man who met this time won the little game easily, and the little guy kept clapping and jumping on the side.

The three of them walked side by side in the red sunset of the northern capital, returning with a full load.

The two old men performed well in front of the little guy, and they were very comfortable, and seeing Xuanxuan happy, they were even more comfortable.

And the little guy was the biggest winner of the day, struggling to hold the loot in his hands, and this was the biggest harvest in the history of the playground.

The red clouds on the horizon reflected on the faces of the three grandchildren, embellished with everyone's smiles.

"Grandpa, grandfather, can you take Xuanxuan to the playground every year in the future, until Xuanxuan is so tall, so tall. The little one stood on tiptoe and raised his little arms high.

Xuanxuan went to the playground with her grandfather and grandfather alone, but she didn't have the fun this time, so she really wanted to always play with three people.

Shu Qiang sighed softly, although he wanted to promise his granddaughter immediately, and the promise was a "yes". But Shu Qiang really didn't dare to give his granddaughter this empty promise, although the transplant was successful, Shu Qiang has always held the attitude of living one more day after a day.

The more I want to spend more time with my child, the more uncomfortable I feel.

Han Jun didn't think about it so much, and replied directly, "Okay, as long as Xuanxuan doesn't dislike grandpa for being old, she can't walk anymore." ”

The little guy raised his little head and said with an affirmative face, "How could Xuanxuan dislike grandpa and grandfather, when Xuanxuan grew up, she helped grandpa and grandfather to come to the playground to play together." ”

The two old men were amused by the little one's fairy tales.

The little guy suddenly held his grandfather with one hand and his grandfather with the other, "In the future, Xuanxuan will take grandpa and grandpa to the playground to play together." ”

Shu Qiang's thoughts, which were still cranky, were held by the little guy's warm little hand, and his heart warmed and his nose was sour.

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Han Mo counted the time and was about to pick up the second old man and the first child to go home, when he suddenly received a call from his father, and the old man confidently said that he had taken everyone on the subway and would be home soon.

The distance from the playground to home was not too far, and Han Mo said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

As soon as he put down his phone, Xiao Pang Xie walked into the office with a snort.

Although Han Mo didn't talk much, he was not as strict as Meng Si to Xiao Pang Xie, so Xiao Pang was also very comfortable. When there are people, he is called Mr. Han, and when no one is there, he is still called Brother Han.

"Brother Han, do you read the comments on the Internet? I suspect that there is a sailor with a rhythm. Xiao Pang Xie turned the screen of his laptop to Han Mo, and his two eyebrows were twisted.

Han Mo didn't pay much attention to the information on the Internet, glanced at the screen, and the comment area scrolled with messages from netizens.

Sichen Media's official micro-customer has just announced a public welfare micro-customer about supporting the record industry.

Originally, it was to support the development of the record industry, and there was nothing newsy, but at this moment, the netizen comments below the micro-guest had nothing to do with this message of supporting the record industry.

"When did Sichen Media become a record company, I remember that Sichen Media was a brokerage company at the beginning, and later developed into a comprehensive media company, and the most important part of its career is to invest in film and television dramas. ”

"Meng Si is gone, Sichen Media is finished, and Han Mo himself is a singer, so he can only go to the record industry. ”

"How easy it is to make a record, do you know how hard it is to make a movie that makes money?"

"It is estimated that after Meng Si leaves, we will never see the movies produced by Sichen Media again. ”

There are many comments scrolling below, which means that Sichen Media, since Han Mo accepted it, has only focused on the record industry, and it is getting darker and darker on the road of not making money.

Han Mo didn't look any further, the words of netizens were much the same, in fact, they were all more polite, they could only be regarded as complaining, and there was no abuse or anything like that.

Xiao Pang Xie was not convinced, "What do these people think, how can we only make records, even if we make records, we will do the best, Sister Shu Ya's album will soon exceed 800,000 copies, and it won't be long before it will be a platinum record." If you want me to say that they are jealous of us. ”

Netizens may have been led by someone with a heart, but what netizens without malicious intent said had to think, and Han Mo was silent.

Han Mo didn't speak, Xiao Pang Xie thought that Han Mo was unhappy because others compared him with Meng Si, and hurriedly said, "Brother Han, you can't listen to their nonsense, Mr. Meng and you are originally two directions, Meng is always an agent, and he has a wide range of knowledge, you are a musician, you must be biased towards the record industry, you are specialized and refined, and there is no comparison between the two people." ”

Han Mo had already fallen into his own thoughts, and he didn't hear what Xiao Pang Xie said too clearly.

Xiao Pang Xie was even more anxious, and smashed his mouth, "No matter what others say, my Xiao Pang Xie is the first to support Brother Han, let's not compare with Mr. Meng, just talk about the record, and the output of high-quality songs, it is much better than many companies that specialize in making records, and there are ......"

Xiao Pang Xie thought that Han Mo had been hit, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to bear the pressure and would collapse, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had to comfort him, but he was not finished yet.

Han Mo suddenly raised his head and interrupted Xiao Pang Xie's words, "I just have a script, I will rush it out in the next two days, you are responsible for planning with the people in the film department, starting tomorrow."

Xiao Pang Xie was still trying to comfort Han Mo's sentence, but when he heard Han Mo's words at this moment, he was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe his ears, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Just ...... Is there a script? These two days...... Planning for tomorrow?"

These words were concatenated together, and Xiao Pang Xie just felt that his brain was buzzing, half a beat slower, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

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